The body is missing, but she is still an aunt. What is this?
If this happened in the previous life and someone stole the body, Xu Ping would only have the idea of a ghost marriage.
Only in this case would someone steal the body secretly.
But in this parallel time and space, things are different.
What if someone is practicing evil arts and refining corpses?
Xu Ping returned to the counter, drew a circle with a pen, and marked it, planning to take some time to visit Wanliu Town.
As for the young lady from Wang Yuan's wife's family, since Taoist priests have already intervened, I'd better wait and see what happens and don't come to grab business yet.
In this last one, wild dogs swarmed into Yizhuang like crazy, and Xu Ping was even more confused.
The world is getting more and more chaotic, and dogs are starting to go crazy.
There should be no one in Yizhuang last night, and I don't know what happened to him. But it was his turn to take care of it. That was a headache for Uncle Jiu.
Therefore, Xu Ping made up his mind to go to Wanliu Town after the lumber that he had arranged with Boss Zhang arrived tomorrow.
If there is really a monster causing trouble, then focus on performance. If there is nothing evil, go out for a walk and see the world.
When he came to this world, he basically never left Renjia Town and was always active nearby.
After sorting out the known information, Xu Ping came to the utility room.
There are many useless tools and some messy objects placed here. Basically, every house has such a place.
In addition to these things, the Xu family's utility room also has account books from past years.
In the coffin business, customers often pay money first and then leave their address, and the Xu family hires someone to deliver the coffin to their doorstep.
Therefore, the account book not only records the name of the guest, but also the address.
It's hard to say that sometimes, when you meet some respected elderly people, you have to come to their home to have a drink or two and watch folk performing artists perform songs and dances on the day of their funeral.
Therefore, it is not stupid for the Yang sisters to find their ancestors through the coffin shop.
The currently known information is from ten years ago. Xu Ping struggled to find it and finally found the account books from ten years ago in a dusty box.
After shaking off the thick dust on it, Xu Ping made a cup of tea and stayed up late to read.
Ten years ago, that was the year the Dajing Dynasty collapsed, marking the end of thousands of years of feudal dynasty.
Even now, there are only ten to twenty thousand people in Renjia Town and its surrounding areas, which is really not a lot.
But in that war-torn era, the number of people was probably even smaller, and more people did die.
That year, nearly 300 people died.
Although I don’t know the other person’s name, I at least know the last name.
"The person named Yang is about 50 to 60 years old, and lives alone." Xu Ping looked attentively, reading the known information in detail, while carefully opening the account book, for fear that if he exerted force, the account book in his hand would be shattered into ashes.
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With this wholehearted devotion, time passes like a fleeting moment, and the night gradually becomes dark.
And on the shrine of the coffin shop, the inconspicuous tree root suddenly emitted a faint light, and a trace of incense power gradually floated into the distance along the gap in the door panel.
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In the night sky, the lonely moon hangs high, and the cold wind moans.
Uncle Jiu was very annoyed and wanted to hit someone.
Just last night when I went out to slay demons, my house was stolen by a group of wild dogs.
Fortunately, there are no formations in Yizhuang.
But there were many canned wild ghosts. When faced with a group of dogs running towards them, they all let out howls and howls of ghosts and wolves. The mad dogs were so frightened that they did not dare to enter the house. They just banged the gate and yard outside.
Wencai and Qiu Sheng kept looking angry all day long when they saw Uncle Jiu, and they didn't feel uncomfortable looking for them. They quickly took the bones brought back from Luoxia Mountain and put them into the coffins in the courtyard.
As for who's hands, whose feet, and who's head until the end of the fight, it's up to fate, and they can't tell.
"Hey, you did such an exciting thing last night and you didn't even call me." Qiu Sheng was complaining, saying that he didn't see the excitement.
He didn't sleep in Yizhuang at night. He would always go to sleep at his aunt's house if there were no female ghosts on the road.
Wencai looked at Uncle Jiu who was burning incense and paying homage to him and scattering paper money, and whispered: "You ran so fast on your own, and I didn't even have time to call you."
After saying that, his face fell, he shook his head and sighed.
Seeing this, Qiu Sheng knew what he was thinking and comforted him: "You are still thinking about Miss Ren. Don't worry, others will definitely look down on you."
Are you so persuasive... Wen Cai rolled his eyes at him and ignored him. After collecting the last set of bones, he went straight to Uncle Jiu: "Master, are these coffins placed in the yard?"
Uncle Jiu was planning what formations he would set up in Yizhuang, and he also found time to investigate what was going on with the night attack by these wild dogs.
After being interrupted by Wen Cai, he knew that his apprentice was probably out of love, so he didn't want to say harsh words, so he nodded: "Well..."
Immediately afterwards, Uncle Jiu took out a stack of talisman papers from his arms and said, "Put these evil-suppressing talismans on the coffin, and don't pull them down."
Wencai took the talisman and continued working to resolve the grief in his heart.
Qiu Sheng saw that Yizhuang had almost finished cleaning up, but the two people in front of him, one was still simmering with anger, and the other was tortured by love, he didn't want to stay any longer.
"Master, if nothing happens, I will go back."
"Well, be careful on the road."
"I understand, Master."
Qiu Sheng went out and rode his bicycle very fast.
Uncle Jiu scattered coins all over the place. After finishing his work, he locked himself in a room and studied the formation.
After Wencai put up the evil charm, he found that he had nothing to do, so he went to bed, feeling very melancholy.
At this time, there was silence in the Yizhuang courtyard.
There were only about twenty coffins left in the yard, their lids covered with silver frost, as if they had been sprinkled with a thin layer of salt, lying quietly under the moonlight.
At this moment, smoke like a veil suddenly floated in the night sky.
The smoke drifted in very quickly.
As a gust of wind swept by, the evil-suppressing talisman on the coffin lid was in vain and was swept away by the gust of wind and flew into the night sky.
Instantly!
Countless bones and skeletons broke out of the coffin, broken wood flew everywhere, sawdust fell like rain, and the sound of bones rubbing against each other continued to sound.
More than twenty bones came out of the coffin one after another. After looking around, the incense and wish power floating from Xu Ji's coffin shop was like a beacon, and all the bones and skeletons moved forward one after another.
Uncle Jiu was reading Taoist classics, trying to figure out what formations to arrange, when he suddenly heard a movement in the yard.
Suddenly, his expression changed, he quickly ran to the window, and looked down.
In the yard, many white skeletons jumped several feet high, jumped out of the wall one after another, and ran towards the depths of the quiet night at extremely fast speeds. The sound of hip bones rubbing against each other came and went, which was harsh and unpleasant.
"Literary talent!"
Uncle Jiu shouted a warning and jumped into the yard from the window.
He reached into his arms with both hands, took out a piece of talisman paper respectively, two balls of flames exploded, and he sacrificed it.
"boom!"
The talisman was as fast as lightning, breaking through the air and arriving.
The two white-bone skeletons had just leaped into the air when they hit the skeleton's chest, exploding into a ball of red flames.
A huge force shook the bones back, and they fell straight from the wall. Instead, they ran towards Uncle Jiu angrily.
At the same time, more other skeletons with white bones had already bolted into the night.
All that could be seen were the silhouettes of their backs, exuding a pale luster in the night, like cold will-o'-the-wisps.